Mr. Mo Da's words made the blood of the Fangcun Mountain disciples boil, and every word seemed to be spoken in their ears.
"Fight to the end and never retreat."
Nearly a thousand people shouted together, making the top of Fangcun Mountain sound like thunder and the shouts shook the sky.
Sister Ajuan and the others secretly sighed that Fangcun Mountain was worthy of being the number one sect in the world. Every disciple had an aura like steel. They were all young and vigorous men. When they gathered their strength together, it was like the surging river. No threat could stop them and they would break through it with one rush.
Luo Tianquan sneered: "Oh, they look very energetic and their morale is high, but morale alone is useless. Your wrong decision will only make them die in vain."
He held the black soul-calling flag in his hand and waved it gently, and black energy surged.
Black and White Impermanence received the order and led the beasts from the mountains and forests in all directions to attack the disciples of Fang Cunshan in the square.
Following closely behind were disciples of the Taiyi Sect holding long swords.
Twenty or thirty iron-armored rhinoceros beasts rushed towards them like a rolling river.
The three hundred Heaven-level disciples had already made preparations, holding spears made of fine steel that flashed with cold light. Five disciples worked in a group, increased their internal strength to the limit, and shot their spears directly at the head of the armored rhinoceros beast.
The strength of the heavenly elite disciples was indeed extraordinary. They were like a flood of armored rhinos that could crack steel, but they were blocked by the heavenly disciples working together.
However, the number of beasts was too large, and the number of elite disciples was relatively small. Moreover, those silver-backed white apes were more clever than the armored rhinos. They were like heavenly masters. They could block the stabbing spears with just their hands.
The sharp iron claws grabbed towards the throat of the Fangcun Mountain disciple.
The iron-toothed wolves were extremely agile, biting at the legs of the disciples from Fangcun Mountain, coordinating with the silver-backed white apes and armored rhinoceros beasts in clear formations.
Sister Juan shouted coldly, a blue light flashed in the palm of her hand, and several flying swords shot towards the attacking beasts like lightning.
Those were a few flying swords that Sister Ajuan had refined in the Changsheng Realm. Although her flying swords were not as sharp as Ye Feng's, their power should not be underestimated. Although the flying swords could not penetrate the armor of the Iron-Armored Rhinoceros Beast, they were more than enough to kill the Iron-Tooth Wolf.
Old Qin clenched his fists, and his hunched body suddenly became straight, his muscles bulged, and veins on his arms popped out. He instantly turned from a white-haired old man into a strong man.
He held off an armored rhinoceros beast by himself. He grabbed the rhinoceros horn on its forehead with both hands and broke it hard. A powerful force surged out of his body, knocking the armored rhinoceros beast to the ground, raising a lot of dust.
More than ten small spinning knives flew out from Grandma Butterfly's delicate wrists. Those knives were dyed in various colors, spinning and dancing like butterflies, colorful.
But that was the color of death. Spinning butterflies flew across the throats of the Taiyi Sect disciples, spurting out a ball of bright red blood.
Although the earth-level disciples of Taiyi Sect instantly increased their strength to the heaven-level, this increased strength was not as good as that of the heaven-level disciples of Fangcun Mountain.
To practice ancient martial arts, one must advance step by step, day by day, from the initial level to the heavenly level. Every move and every style is an experience and cannot be achieved overnight.
Although their internal strength suddenly increased to the heavenly level, the combat experience and skills of Taiyi Sect's disciples were still at the level of earthly disciples. If they encountered earthly disciples from Fangcun Mountain, they could win by relying on their strength, but they would only have a dead end if they encountered the elite disciples from Fangcun Mountain.
With the participation of Sister Ajuan and others, the disciples of Fangcun Mountain fought on equal terms with the beast herd and the disciples of Taiyi Sect. They were evenly matched in strength. From time to time, shrill screams were heard, which was creepy.
Mr. Mo Da and Hei Wuchang met each other.
Hei Wuchang knew that Mr. Mo Da was a master at the top of the Innate Realm. He did not dare to underestimate him and quickly upgraded his beast transformation skills to level ten, transforming into an armored orc with a rhinoceros head.
His body was covered with pieces of black iron armor, his hands became sharp, and a sharp rhinoceros horn protruded from his forehead.
It reached out its claws towards Mr. Mo Da's throat, but Mr. Mo Da's palms emitted a yellow light with the sound of wind and thunder, blocking Hei Wuchang's sharp claws.
A gust of wind and thunder surged out from the palm of Mr. Mo Da's hand and quickly hit Hei Wuchang's chest.
A stream of energy spread out in all directions. Although he was hit by the Wind and Thunder Palm, Hei Wuchang didn't care at all. He had thick skin and flesh and was not afraid of Mr. Mo Da's Wind and Thunder Palm at all.
Mr. Mo Da fought very hard, but the Wind and Thunder Palm was the unique skill of Fang Cun Mountain. Each sound was like thunder, which made Hei Wuchang's blood surge.
Although his iron armor blocked the wind and thunder energy, the hidden power of the wind and thunder palm would penetrate the armor and cause his blood to fluctuate.
Mo Yun shot a flying sword towards Luo Tianquan. The sword light was particularly dazzling in the darkness, like lightning. Because the flying sword was flying too fast, it rubbed against the air and produced sparks.
Luo Tianquan sneered and gently waved the soul-summoning flag in his hand. More than a dozen ghosts flew down from the sky and turned into a dark shield to block Mo Yun's flying sword.
Moreover, ghosts kept swooping down from the black fog. One of the ghosts let out a shrill roar, like a long black dragon, with its fangs and claws bared, grabbing towards Mo Yun.
A golden light suddenly flashed in the hand of Grandma Mo who was next to Mo Yun, and she blocked the long dragon transformed from the ghost for Mo Yun, but the huge impact force knocked Grandma Mo back several steps.
Mo Lingshan shouted in horror: "Grandpa, look at the sky."
Mo Yun looked up at the sky, and when he saw it, he gasped. Black ghosts kept floating in the sky, with their fangs and claws bared, like long black dragons.
They grinned grimly, settling and chasing in the black air. As long as Luo Tianquan's small flag moved, all those ghosts would swoop down.
Only then did Mo Yun realize that although Luo Tianquan's attack seemed fierce, it was actually just the beginning.
This Heavenly Net Ghost Formation was not fully activated.
The Tianluo Yinhun Formation has been set up and is divided into two different attack methods.
One is to attack from the ground, with the Black and White Impermanence driving the beasts to rush in the front, followed by five or six hundred disciples of Taiyi Sect. However, the attack of the beasts and the disciples of Taiyi Sect is only the beginning, an auxiliary attack, not the most powerful attack of the Tianluo Yinhun Formation. The most powerful attack comes from the sky.
Not only did Mo Yun discover the crisis, but Mr. Mo Da also saw that the real threat came from the sky.
He shouted to several fellow apprentices: "Quickly activate the defense formation, the real threat is in the sky."
The three elders, Mo Yuan and Mo Jin, took out an iron rod from their hands. A green light surged from each iron rod, interweaving with the surrounding fire pillars.
Thunders sounded, and the flames in the pillars of fire suddenly rose into the sky, forming a large net of flames on the top of Fangcun Mountain. This net of fire burned some ghosts that tried to rush down into ashes.
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